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Jacob, the angel
#WritcoStoryPrompt60
Was there a point in your life that you wanted to stop, quit, and leave everything behind just to disappear to the point of changing and hiding your identity?
I believe everyone has gotten to this point or the very least a similar place. I could lie to you and say it'll only get better but I'd rather just tell you it will, if that's what you're willing to work towards? I've come to find, the only real progress you make is when you're doing something not because it needs to be done but because it helps you reach your goal. That selfish notion helps a lot if you find it difficult to motivate yourself because that happens as well. I've had suicidal ideation for years and actually thinking about things I couldn't do if I were dead, helped me tremendously dealing with those kind of thought processes. You're much bigger than the problems you're facing, think on it if nothing else. You reach a difficult part and unlike the various games you play, you can't pause and regroup and that is painful. There's a lot of love you's you gotta amass before your life can mean much. I don't say that as a jab to whatever you worked towards but a challenge because if you're soo meaningless, why did I care to talk to you about it? why did I type anything when I could've just as easily ignored it as any of the other people who believed they were dealing with too much to care? I know problems, I'm empathetic and you aren't one of them. More than death, I'm petrified thinking about the possibility my daughter could grow up without knowing me. When you get into a state of apathy, think about the people that care and you'll eventually see. We all suffer from various things, and I do this for people unaware of the joy they bring. You aren't here for nothing, maybe my kind words will stop being letters and start to mean something. I failed you, in ways known and unknown to me. I love you the way it feels when my daughter tells me she loves me. I see the obstacles and I see the opposition, but you only lose when you have the same mission. Don't let this world destroy you, who knows maybe you'll write something that actually saves someone that felt useless too?
I still catch myself lamenting over random annoyances that life throws at me, love adds beauty. Not the other way around, I didn't ask for it to seem like that, it's just profound. You think about the people you lost, and what you'd say. When you could just live that way. The people that love you will always hate to see you hurt, do them a favor and don't treat yourself worst.
with love and all that good stuff, Mario Tamayo
© mario2895
Was there a point in your life that you wanted to stop, quit, and leave everything behind just to disappear to the point of changing and hiding your identity?
I believe everyone has gotten to this point or the very least a similar place. I could lie to you and say it'll only get better but I'd rather just tell you it will, if that's what you're willing to work towards? I've come to find, the only real progress you make is when you're doing something not because it needs to be done but because it helps you reach your goal. That selfish notion helps a lot if you find it difficult to motivate yourself because that happens as well. I've had suicidal ideation for years and actually thinking about things I couldn't do if I were dead, helped me tremendously dealing with those kind of thought processes. You're much bigger than the problems you're facing, think on it if nothing else. You reach a difficult part and unlike the various games you play, you can't pause and regroup and that is painful. There's a lot of love you's you gotta amass before your life can mean much. I don't say that as a jab to whatever you worked towards but a challenge because if you're soo meaningless, why did I care to talk to you about it? why did I type anything when I could've just as easily ignored it as any of the other people who believed they were dealing with too much to care? I know problems, I'm empathetic and you aren't one of them. More than death, I'm petrified thinking about the possibility my daughter could grow up without knowing me. When you get into a state of apathy, think about the people that care and you'll eventually see. We all suffer from various things, and I do this for people unaware of the joy they bring. You aren't here for nothing, maybe my kind words will stop being letters and start to mean something. I failed you, in ways known and unknown to me. I love you the way it feels when my daughter tells me she loves me. I see the obstacles and I see the opposition, but you only lose when you have the same mission. Don't let this world destroy you, who knows maybe you'll write something that actually saves someone that felt useless too?
I still catch myself lamenting over random annoyances that life throws at me, love adds beauty. Not the other way around, I didn't ask for it to seem like that, it's just profound. You think about the people you lost, and what you'd say. When you could just live that way. The people that love you will always hate to see you hurt, do them a favor and don't treat yourself worst.
with love and all that good stuff, Mario Tamayo
© mario2895
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